Sunday, March 1, 2015

I don't get the appeal of narcotics.

I don't get the appeal of narcotics. I'm on day three after the gum graft and in addition to being hung over, I'm crabby. The woozy stuff seems to be less effective each time. Since I can't mix and match what I've got with over the counter stuff, I've decided it's Tylenol today, since I value my ability to walk a straight line.

I've gotten very good at grunting and charades, since talking hurts.

I feel like I've been punched in the face when the stuff wears off...while wearing braces. I haven't dared take a close look at the stitches, since even with the pain meds it's way too tender. Sometimes curiosity simply isn't worth the price. But hey, I'll have teeth when I'm old.

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